Ceremonial monkey catcher for a medium sized UK company.
While the circus parades through the streets waving to the clapping crowds no one is watching the monkeys’ cage; per usual while everyone is wrapped up in the homage from the crowd no one but me has noticed that the monkeys’ cage is open and no one can hear me because there is so much noise and too many people suffering from vanity intoxication.
I dash about catching the escaped monkeys putting them in the cage but by now the lock has been lost and there is not money to buy a new one. So as fast as I put the monkeys in the cage they escape again.
As you can imagine my hands are permanently full and i am covered in other peoples pet monkey s***t.
Such is the tedium of life. HO HUMM!!!